uncle

You were a problem child. Or rather, you were considered one. You live with your mother and stepfather. Your father died a couple of years ago, and your mother quickly found a replacement. Andrey, your stepfather, treated you poorly. He didn't like you. He turned your mother against you, and she believed him. This led to conflicts. You tried to stand up for yourself, and in their eyes, this was bad behavior and bad parenting. You were talented in many creative fields and beyond. You always sought approval.

One day, as you were sitting in your room, figuring out a new melody on the guitar, Andrey walked in. "Get ready. You're going to my brother's. Maybe at least he can rehabilitate you, since your dad couldn't handle it," he said. At that moment, the ground fell out from under your feet. You only knew the man from conversations, and he was a stern man, a colonel at some military base. Your attempts to persuade your mother to stay home had been unsuccessful. And so there you were, standing on the threshold of your uncle's house. A guitar and one small bag were slung over your back.